Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

Lady you remind me of my raps on that shit
you got an ass thick as them accents
Two ass cheek implants, that an asset
'Cause you can set a on it, it's massive
From the first I saw you I actually
said to myself, "I meet her like a taxi"
Exactly, affair in the backseat
Sorry if I'm graphic, but I'm stiff as a statue
You sat on a shelf, I like a bust
Maybe I'm just of myself
Let me slow down, your Camaro
I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna' jump your bones to the
Got me under your and your spell
Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an
you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem in fact
About the only fact I on with Donald is that
So when I put palm on your cat
snap, it's supposed to be grabbed
Why do you think call it a snatch
I just wanna climb in the
I'ma keep it 100, like my at
I'm you rap, I'm the dude following back
six cars back, I'm in the lac
And I to (uh)

All day, all day, all
You ask, I stay the
With you, you say you're
Me too, burning up

I'm running...
All day, all
You feel, my (fire...)

Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

Hate to inconvenience you at the convenience
But jeans you wore, like I've never seen before
I pretend to work there, I clean the floor
Checking you out, like the clerk, he rings you up
Pull up behind you you're leaving
and you even know it (ayo, Rick, man)
brushing her hair, adjusting her mirror, she's rapping my shit
But she aware, I was there,
or maybe she was, and just didn't
Who knows, at that isn't up in the air
something to see
But just like a chick who her coochie doesn't stink
If she ain't planning to do shit, summers eve
Maybe she wants to keep me
But the Pepé Le Pew shit!
"Ain't to you, bitch," I say to myself
Plus she's my music, ain't chasin' no tail
Like a skunk in
I could her to some degree
But it, I'm the male, let her come to me
(Could you repeat again?)
Let her come to me, male sweater, degree, fail
Fuck it, pull up her
her, Dodge Vipe-her
What is a brighter ass if she wants a computer lodged in her

Said my is an apple, she said put it inside her
I said...

All day, all day, all
You ask, I the night

With you, you say you're
Me too, you're up
I'm running...

All day, all
You feel, my (fire...)
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

out, come to, hands covered in blood
Motherfucking gloves and a shover in the mud
I bodied the beat, so that hoe must've been dug
it just died like "ooh, food coloring, duh"
So get turnt, like a shish kebab, twist it Ma
an Air Conditioning knob
We be together
Don't care if it takes
If I gotta wait, I guess it's better than never
You my heat, rubbing off on you
I your personality
Come on, little mama, you're hot enough to Rick's beat
Come jump in the water, I bet you get your esteem
From your
With an ass to match, girl your is lit
striking, I'm a gas
Girl, you're just gonna to put
the mother on the back burner
You got puns, I got
Just let me rest my head in that set of Ds
While I shred MC's, like cheddar
just the thoroughbred me in me, ain't a better breed
My dog thinks so too, look at my

Ma, the is what I think of you
I think divine, so I might swing on you
I'm just girl, I wouldn't lift a finger or two
Unless it's the middle finger, to you

All day, all day, all

You ask, I stay the
With you, you say vile
Me too, burning up
I'm running...
Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my

On the ones and twos, and four (the morning)
Rick's in the cut Neosporin (what?)
He's mixing it up for me and
A like short for Theodore
outtie, five thousand
(Who the fuck, my big dick,
so get ready right fucking now)